NicotineA Poem by Sarah JaneInspired by a few words of a friend
A billow of smoke explodes in my throat
An inhale of fears and tomorrows The white toxins pervade my lungs An exhale of serenity and repose For a moment the ashes of anxiety Flicked out a cracked window fall Fire on the tips of my fingers Skills in the depths of my lungs Why are cigarettes addicting? Surely it's not the nicotine. © 2018 Sarah Jane |
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Added on January 20, 2013Last Updated on August 8, 2018 |

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